Reborn Hot Wife

William Black felt that her obedience was acquiescence and acceptance.

The nameless fire in the bottom of his heart, like being drenched with a handful of oil, burned violently , steamed his cold heart hot, and his body was boiling hot.

He pressed Mary Kinson’s back neck hand and couldn’t help using force.

Mary Kinson was awake at this moment, and her fine eyebrows were lightly gathered. She looked at him, only to find that he was open-eyed, so she pushed him gently.

This action seems to annoy William Black, his face is more gloomy, and the dark eyes seem to crack a gap from the abyss.

At the bottom of the deep, there are some hot colors that she can’t understand, as if they are inexhaustible fires of hell.

Mary Kinson sobered up, and her fear of this man surged up.

William Black’s fire was picked by these little moves, and the other big hand instantly leaned over and imprisoned her hands on her chest, kissing her urgently and fiercely, like a rainstorm.

Mary Kinson’s lips feel a little painful, but she can’t break free.

Knock, knock-

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the door, which made William Black, who almost sank, wake up.

He tightened his eyebrows, loosened Mary Kinson, and his feelings were turbulent in his black eyes.

Mary Kinson didn’t open her eyes.

William Black turned his eyes to the door and sank: “Come in.”

Whit Ben, who pushed the door and entered, saw Mary Kinson lying sideways behind his back, while William Black was gloomy, and he felt scared when he looked at it more.

Whit Ben was embarrassed and nervous. He reported softly: “Seven masters, they are coming again. Do you want to send someone to have a look?”

William Black’s eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Mary Kinson. After a second, he said, “Well, I can see it myself. You stay here and take care of her.”

Whit Ben also looked at Mary Kinson and nodded.

Until William Black went far completely, Mary Kinson gasped for breath, and the whole person refreshed. She opened the quilt and jumped out of bed directly.

“Who is coming.”

Whit Ben explained slowly: “There is a blood donation car parked near the Black compound. There are always young people coming and going, which will make Edmend Black rest, so the seventh master cares…”

Mary Kinson quickly jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom.

“Hey, hey, hey, I haven’t finished speaking yet, what are you running for?”

Mary Kinson, who hid in the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the sound of running water filled the whole bathroom,

Whit Ben said, “Then I’ll wait for you outside the room. Call me if there is anything.”

Mary Kinson sat on the toilet and raised her voice: “OK.”

Then, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and called Yaoi.

“Hey, Yaoi, are you up yet?”

The voice of Yaoi’s soft glutinous came from the other end: “Sister Mary Kinson, I got up. Is there anything ?”

Mary Kinson looked at it carefully through the doors and windows of the bathroom, and then lowered her voice: “There is a blood donation car near the family compound these days. Does this matter have anything to do with you?”

Yaoi smiled with a simple and lovely smile: “Yes, every day, the fresh blood of different people is used to feed the seedlings and grass. Now the seedlings and grass are growing very well, and you can use them soon.”

Mary praised: “Well, Yaoi did a good job.”

Yaoi smiled happily: “Hee hee.”

Mary Kinson didn’t want others to know this. Her voice gradually sank: “But you should drive away the blood donation car now, hurry up!”

Yaoi said regretfully, “Ah, what’s the matter? It’s too early today to collect fresh blood. How can I feed Miao grass later?”

Mary Kinson sighed: “Yaoi is good and obedient. Get rid of the blood donation car quickly. William is coming, don’t let him find anything.”

“OK, Yaoi knows.”

There was a crackling keyboard tapping on the phone. It was Yaoi who was dealing with the blood donation car.

About three minutes later, Yaoi made a noise: “Sister Mary Kinson?”

“I am here.”

“I have let the blood donation car go away, and my people have not seen the seventh master coming, so he should not know that this matter has something to do with you.”

Mary Kinson secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slowly: “Well done.”

Yaoi smiled happily for a while before thinking of business: “There is no fresh blood today, so what about Sister Mary Kinson’s seedlings and grass?” There are very few seedlings in the world, and it is too difficult to find them again. ”Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Mary Kinson her own plans “Nothing, I will find a way to deal with this matter. Thanks to your help to take care of Miao grass these days.”

“Yaoi’s life is given by Sister Kinson ”

“Yaoi is good, then I will go to work first, bye-bye.”

The next day, Mary Kinson was accompanied by Whit Ben.

In the evening, Mary Kinson said. “It’s getting late now, you go back from work.”

Whit Ben sat aside to deal with business, and looked over with questioning eyes.

Mary Kinson raised her thin eyebrows and asked in a queen-like tone: “What’s the matter? I have to listen to the seventh master, right?”

After Whit Ben bowed his head and sent a message to the seventh master, he put away his briefcase: ” I’ll go back first, bye-bye.”

Mary Kinson nodded.

Watching Whit Ben leave the West Courtyard, the smile on her face disappeared, and she turned and got into a deep forest behind the West Courtyard. Through the heavy shrubs, Mary Kinson found the grass growing under the big stone. It was the seedling grass she picked back a few days ago.

When the seedling grass was just picked back, it was light turquoise, which was almost the same as ordinary grass.

Now, Miao grass has turned into a deep dark green. When Mary Kinson squatted down, she smelled a thick smell of blood.

When you look carefully, you can see the grass leaves, which seem to be full of human blood. The meridians are dark brown, and the leaves feel extremely full, like the round belly of human beings after eating and drinking.

Seedling grass fed with human blood is not poisonous when touched again.

Mary Kinson carefully checked each leaf before letting go of her hand. William’s grandpa’s illness can’t afford to wait, and he died in a previous life, withonly half a month left. The only hope to save him is Miao grass. If it don’t feed enough, today’s blood will be fed for nothing, and the seedlings will soon wither. Mary Kinson’s eyes gradually gloomed.

She pulled out a Swiss knife from her pocket and pressed the hilt with her thumb.